Tonalité : B minor
Verse 1
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Am
Em
Am
Tired of y'all motherfuckers
F
bitin' us down here, homie
Em
Am
We came out with our own style,
F
brother
Em
Am
Guess who's back in the saddle again?
Christopher
Reeves
Em
Had your childhood, fifty- seven,
Am
thought you could fly
F
And as long as the
Christianogazism led you in, die
Em
Am
They seen you had bloodshot,
F
that's how I finally
David dropped the needle
Em
Am
A classic addiction, the ultimate plan killer
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Lit like charcoal, sticks right in the alves
Em
My old man was a
Am
Taurus too, so get well soon
F
Darby
Battle at council,
Em
my old burn woman still proceeds
Am
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With my uncle, no thanks,
at that same league
Em
That cost him half of his stomach
Am
Niggas spent hell for ransom,
F
cause they parents had it
Southern
Em
Jacket for three,
Am
now I know why you moved
F
To the deck, another ace along
with his jackals, babes
Em
Am
Get put, by two jokers,
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the high and the low
Em
One day the boss sent a worker
Am
down to check on his flow
F
But she left with more gain
than she came with
Em
Am
She never assert a day to do
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a man's just over budget
Em
Am
Alcohol and tobacco
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advertisement
Em
Billboards in the black community
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Give to our youth,
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make loyal customers down the line of gothic folk
Em
Am
Alcohol and tobacco advertisement
F
Em
Billboards in the black community
Am
Give to our youth,
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make loyal customers down the line
Em
I've got this on me
Am
Simple addition to mention complexity
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with my destiny
Pressin' me, contestin' the very
Em
essence of my nature
Am
Rejudge on my tracks, I lay facts
F
Never bragged about sellin' crap
Lookin' at life for more
Em
than bitches
Am
Won't sell my soul for the
F
riches I can't trust
Nobody on my mission, but my fam
Em
I don't give a damn
Am
F
You gon' see, you gon' be
For infinity, forever dirty
Em
Southwest on my chest
Am
Cause we been blessed
F
to address the hate
I can't relate to your sickness
Em
Am
Young nigga, do your business?
F
When you on the street,
Em
I need a witness
Gothic
Folk
Am
Gothic
Folk
F
Aged, 8 years in
Oak
Em
Gothic
Folk
Am
Gothic
Folk
F
Aged, 8 years in
Oak
Em
Gothic
Folk
Am
Gothic
Folk
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Aged, 8 years in
Oak
Em
Gothic
Folk
Am
Gothic
Folk
F
Aged, 8 years in
Oak
Em
Am
Discipline, but I can't stand rules
F
Especially if they in favor
of the powers
That be keepin' us on
Em
the ground like the otters
Am
Tryin' to get together,
F
but you don't wanna see peace and harmony
Em
Off in the crease of killer
Clayton
Am
County
F
Layers lay low, propounders,
hangin' over their heads
Em
They seen, couldn't repeat,
Am
F
interfering with the co- inspiracy
When we stay focused
on the vitriol and on me
Em
Am
Never be aggressive,
F
only fight those who poison me
Em
A thang, not a nigga cut the fruit that
Am
fall too far from the tree
F
And not some fake fool in mountains,
conquers when folk eat
Em
Am
Set foot on the mahoney ground
F
Scabbage is what's sent up in the
Em
hills to finish off real meat
Am
Pell- B slaughtered,
F
come just in the nature of the beast
Em
I civilized, but this
Am
F
S- A- R- O- 3- O- 8'll make
him or she act
Em
90 degrees
Am
Kevin breaking things with my family
F
I got the master knife for
Em
niggas that's hurting
Am
Yesterday they buried my cousin,
F
the woman fell victim in wind chimer
Em
Backed up in a coma,
Am
F
brothers don't wanna deal drugs
4- 11 conceived with the
Em
advantages of fertility
Am
F
YC take birth control pills and neuroplants down
Em
Am
F
the line of gothic funk
Em
Am
F
Gothic funk,
Em
Am
gothic funk,
F
Em
8 years in oak
Am
Thanks
F
This
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